Chapter 1

On the night of August 25, 2001, at eleven o'clock, the sky over Lyon, France, was filled with dark clouds. At this moment, a bolt of lightning split the sky, and the gloomy sky seemed to shatter like a mirror, breaking into several pieces.

After the lightning and thunder, a fierce storm began to rage!

On the left bank of the Rhône River in Lyon, where Lyon 2 University is located, there was a building outside the university. On the first floor, a glass sign hung, reading: "Sichuan Restaurant." The glass sign swayed in the strong wind, as if it might fall to the ground at any moment.

The sign hung on the second floor. At this moment, the window behind the sign was tightly shut, keeping the rain and wind out. The rain pounded on the window glass like a drum, the sound clear and crisp.

Inside the room, it was pitch dark, and a pair of eyes flickered in the darkness!

Tang Jue opened his eyes wide, looking around in the darkness. A surge of information suddenly appeared in his mind. Tang Jue quickly analyzed the information, and after ten minutes, he let out a long breath.

Tang Jue looked into the darkness and thought to himself: I really did travel through time! Uncle San finally did something right!

A moment later, Tang Jue got out of bed, turned on the light, and stood in front of the mirror in the wardrobe. A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared before his eyes.

Tang Jue stared at the face in the mirror, a delicate and youthful face.

He suddenly burst out laughing! His laughter escaped through the small gaps in the window, flying into the storm. The laughter, carried by the rain, was blown away by the wind and disappeared on the concrete ground.

Tang Jue even laughed until tears streamed down his face!

Tang Jue opened the window, letting the rain beat on his face. He shouted out to the sky with a slightly immature voice: "You bastards, from now on, the person you kneel to every day is me!"

His voice was drowned out by the rain!

Tang Jue closed the window and sat on the bed. A few strands of hair hung over his forehead, and rainwater trickled down his cheeks. Tang Jue looked at the yellow wooden floor, lost in deep thought.

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On August 25, 3000 AD, Tang Jue remembered this day very clearly because it was his 18th birthday. That morning, he, as usual, ate breakfast and then went to the ancestral hall.

On the wall opposite the main door of the ancestral hall, there was a portrait about thirty square meters in size. It was the portrait of the founder of the Tang family, whose name was also Tang Jue.

At nine o'clock, over sixty members of the Tang family knelt on the floor in a solemn atmosphere, bowing to the portrait. After the ceremony, Tang Jue left the ancestral hall and walked eastward. It was his birthday, and he wanted to see the lotus flowers.

The Tang family was the first family in China and on Earth, and no one knew how much wealth they possessed.

As he walked along the path, the osmanthus flowers by the roadside were in full bloom, and their faint fragrance entered Tang Jue's nostrils. Tang Jue felt very happy; it was a beautiful day.

At this moment, a voice behind him shouted, "Stop!"

Tang Jue recognized the voice; it was Tang Ba, who was shouting at him from behind.

Tang Ba was a direct descendant of the Tang family and the eldest grandson of the patriarch, while Tang Jue was a collateral descendant. This created a significant gap between them in the family. Tang Ba often caused trouble for Tang Jue, and as Tang Ba put it, why should his name be the same as the founder's!

Seeing that Tang Jue did not stop, Tang Ba became very angry and raised his voice, shouting, "I told you to stop!" Tang Liang, who was with Tang Ba, laughed at Tang Jue's thin back.

Tang Jue stopped, suppressing his disgust, and said calmly, "What's up?"

Tang Ba suddenly laughed and said, "If I tell you to stop, you must stop!"

Tang Jue's face turned dark, like the leaden clouds in the sky. His eyes flashed with a fierce light, like a sword being drawn! Tang Jue looked up at Tang Ba, his hatred for him reaching its peak.

Tang Ba turned to Tang Liang and said with a smile, "This guy is interesting today. I like it!" Tang Liang laughed along, his contemptuous laughter shattering the osmanthus fragrance, which fell to the ground.

Tang Jue was extremely sensitive to this laughter. Since childhood, this kind of laughter had surrounded him. To the world, he was a member of the Tang family, living in luxury. However, Tang Jue lived in contempt and ridicule.

Tang Jue had endured this for eighteen years, and the contempt and ridicule had piled up in his chest like a mountain. No matter how he tried to resolve it, it would not dissipate. Today, Tang Ba's ridicule and Tang Liang's contempt added to the pile in his chest.

His chest was already full, and Tang Jue felt it was about to burst!

Since he couldn't resolve it, he might as well let it explode!

The blood in Tang Jue's veins began to surge, like the Yangtze River, vast and turbulent, as if trying to wash away the mountain in his chest. Tang Jue's body began to heat up, and his hands began to tremble from excitement. His face, however, remained unchanged, cold as a winter night!

Tang Jue looked at Tang Liang coldly and said, "Are you done laughing?"

Tang Liang's laughter stopped, and he looked at Tang Jue curiously, asking, "Now that I'm done, what do you want to do?" Then, Tang Liang started laughing again, laughing heartily!

Tang Ba also found it very funny and began to laugh loudly!

Suddenly, Tang Liang's laughter stopped, his head tilted back, and his body fell backward!

Tang Ba saw a flash before his eyes, a blur passing by. When he found the blur, he saw a fist hitting Tang Liang's chin!

Tang Ba's eyes widened in surprise, and the surprise cut off his laughter. The laughter still echoed in the air, but the laughter in his throat was stifled by his tightly closed mouth.

Why was he so bold today?...

"Bang!..." This was the sound of Tang Liang's body hitting the ground!

A fierce fight broke out!

In the fight, Tang Jue was hit three times on the face, five times on the chest, and kicked six times on the legs. His eyebrow was cut, and blood trickled down his face. It was a brutal battle!

After knocking down Tang Ba, Tang Jue was about to attack Tang Liang. At this moment, Tang Liang suddenly screamed, "He's killing people! He's killing people!"

Tang Jue turned and saw Tang Ba lying motionless on the concrete ground, a pool of blood behind his head!

Tang Liang glared at Tang Jue fiercely and shouted, "You're really dead this time!" Then he suddenly turned and ran!

What was he going to do?

Was he going to report to the family head?

What should I do?

Terror filled Tang Jue's chest.

Run!

As soon as this thought entered his mind, Tang Jue started to run! He ran all the way to a two-story building on the far west side of the estate. Tang Jue pushed open the door and shouted at the old man with silver hair, "I killed someone, Uncle San, I killed someone! What should I do?"

After Tang Jue finished telling the old man what had happened, Uncle San thought for a moment and said, "There is a way, but I don't know if you're willing."

"I'm willing!" Tang Jue did not hesitate; as long as there was a way, it didn't matter what it was.

Uncle San went upstairs and opened a room. The room was divided by a glass wall, and outside was a workbench. Uncle San led Tang Jue into the inner space.

Uncle San pointed to a strange machine and said, "Lie inside this, and you can leave here."

"Okay," Tang Jue said and lay down in the machine. The cold metal could not cool the fear in his heart.

Uncle San bent over and said to Tang Jue, "This machine is called a time machine. You can travel to the past. I've set the time to 2001. You will travel to the body of our family's founder, who is also named Tang Jue, just like you. How does that sound? Is it good?"

This was why Tang Jue laughed in front of the mirror after traveling through time. The vulgar Uncle San actually made Tang Jue travel to the founder's body. Those who ridiculed him would now kneel to the person they ridiculed every day.

As long as he could escape, it didn't matter where he went, which era, or whose body he entered. Tang Jue said, "Okay!"

Uncle San closed the time machine and walked out. He pressed a red button with trembling fingers, looking at the time machine with anticipation.

Through the glass wall, the time machine began to spin rapidly, just as he had hoped!

Tang Jue lost consciousness in the time machine. Before he lost consciousness, he felt he had been tricked. Because the supercomputer "Xiaofeifei" in his mind told him that there was no such thing as a time machine in the world!

The time machine spun faster and faster, and Uncle San's face showed excitement. His silver hair began to tremble!

"Bang!" A loud noise!

After the loud noise, the two-story building where Uncle San was began to collapse!

Dust flew everywhere!

Tang Jue buried his past and began a new life!

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